even if the morrow is barren of promise

N/A · 03-29-2013, 10:46 AM

A voice interrupted his sleep, leaving lovatt blinking dark blue eyes open wearily. The voice that purred through the air seemed to come from a massive female, one that looked rather distinctive. He would certainly recall her if he ever saw her again. Her words were strange, leaving Lovatt piecing them together slowly. Did his claws retract? No, he was certain that they didn't. Only a feline's did that. And as she continued, Lovatt's eyes widened slightly.

Well. Um. That was a little . . . bold. Lovatt blinked slightly, stretching as much as he could on his perch as he eyed the bold female. "I certainly do have the balls of a wolf." Lovatt snorted softly, flicking his ears as he leaped down from his perch. He hit the ground with a solid thud, pain shooting up from his paws, and Lovatt shook himself slightly as he eyed the creature. She was about his size, huge for a wolf and certainly for a female. "And you? I assume you're a wolf as well, but what brings you to these lonely lands?" Lovatt asked with a tilt of his head, curious to see how the female would react.

Her words did not make as much sense as they could have. Didn't make as much sense as they should have. She spoke as if she wasn't looking at the same thing as he. Though, to be fair, Lovatt wasn't exactly looking at himself. So maybe she saw something completely different from him, but... He was still curious about this creature. "My name is Lovatt." He tacked that on a moment later, voice rumbling in his chest as he examined the female. She seemed to be an interesting wolf, and she also smelled of a pack. Something worth investigating, for sure.

Lovatt had been considering joining a pack, as of late. Morgan and Luke deserved a home to call their own, and a family. A pack. And he was lonely. Not that they weren't amazing company. But he was lonely.

Speech,

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